This is a song about "Lesbians are pussies"

I tear pussies open, they need stitches

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

Car seats got screens in them

Fucking these pussies numb

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

That bitch she's my queen her pussies my cuisine

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Got the flow that make you pussies hate, second date, i inflate

These pussies are pushing it, ‘bout to cross to the line.

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Pussies think im vile, but you know its my style

Huh, and i don't rock a fake smile

And i know - there'll never be peace

Ah yo im fucking all them pussies

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

When i flip y'all pussies hide and cower